| Getting tired of | |||
| Reading the | |||
| News | |||
| Getting weary of | |||
| Turning on the | |||
| Tube | |||
| Too | |||
| Already got so | |||
| Many | |||
| Hangups | |||
| Romanticism | |||
| Fear of risk | |||
| Self hate | |||
| Confusion | |||
| So many things in so | |||
| Many | |||
| Ways | |||
| Getting in the way of | |||
| Magic | |||
| Blowing out the | |||
| Candle | |||
| So many questions | |||
| Running around | |||
| Inside | |||
| Torn by our needs | |||
| Finding moments | |||
| When we can | |||
| Stop thinking | |||
| Moments away | |||
| When we just | |||
| Respond | |||
| Balancing ourselves against | |||
| All the time spent | |||
| Taking care of the | |||
| Realities | |||
| Twas a time when | |||
| Two | |||
| Could | |||
| For a brief moment | |||
| Share the illusion of | |||
| Union | |||
| Safety | |||
| We need | |||
| Those | |||
| Moments | |||
| Times when two can | |||
| Lock the door | |||
| Turn out the lights | |||
| Forget to think | |||
| There's never | |||
| Been a | |||
| Time | |||
| When we needed more to | |||
| Break down walls | |||
| Come closer | |||
| Together | |||
| But each day in | |||
| More and more | |||
| Ways | |||
| We're torn apart | |||
| Easier each day to | |||
| Withdraw into | |||
| Alienation | |||